The Sidewalk Never Really Ends.

There come a few days at the end of summer where you take a short respite; this allows you to see that even though the sidewalk never really ends it doesn�t matter because you can still get off the sidewalk momentarily, go away and look at your toes,( they don�t even have to be painted), and see that the inadequacies within you are insignificant to the rest of the world, invisible even. You see clearly that Zukav may be right; the universe does not judge. It is with a relief you return not to have to search for signs of intelligent life there of. It doesn�t stop you from thinking that possibly you should drop out of school and start painting symbolic graffiti on the buildings of old, in the cities of old in a world of new neo � conunism. No worries I was told that if a word is used enough they will add it to the dictionary.


Blogger mojo shivers said...

I like that last quote. I tend to use words that people don't believe are actually in the dictionary.

Chillax was a favorite of mine a couple of months back.

8/12/2005 05:18:00 AM  
Anonymous pia said...

When I worked at the alt newspaper I was encouraged to make up words. Some have become almost dictionary words.

Think your post is your most beautiful and thought provoking so far.

8/12/2005 07:41:00 AM  
Blogger Chris said...

I can't draw a straight line.

8/12/2005 07:52:00 AM  
Anonymous weirsdo said...

So what is neo-conunism? I agree with Pia about the beauty, but it's a bit of a conundrum to me.

8/12/2005 08:52:00 AM  
Anonymous pia said...

Thanks. And dropping out of school to begin painting symbolic graffiti can lead to a whole new world of people and ideas.

But I shouldn't be saying that; I should tell you to stay in school and still paint the graffiti.

Yes more jobs open to you with a college degree and you will probably stay in school because really it is fun, and doesn't take forever. And really except for grad school and some select jobs nobody ever asks about your grades; you could basically graffati your way through school.

But dropping out opens other doors, and you can always drop back in. I dropped in and out three times for my undergrad degree.

Did grad school in two short years and that might have been the biggest mistake of my life.

So I give no advice, because nobody really can.

(When my father cut the purse strings for the third and final school, I still managed to do it, and of course he ended up paying because he could afford to, and I had reached his goal.)

So even familial threats are usually simply words, and they end up even prouder because you did it your way.

The universe doesn't judge; only we do. But we can be the harshest judges of all.

Go with the universe; it's easier and fairer in the end.

8/12/2005 08:58:00 AM  
Anonymous John said...

You are waxing and waning and verging on the political poet now I see.

Good going sweet young thing.

No wicked witch land misses you.

8/12/2005 10:03:00 AM  
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8/12/2005 10:57:00 AM  
Blogger Doug said...

Please tell me the universe judges spam. I agree with Pia and the others. This was an especially pretty post. And I'm grateful to learn my toenails don't need painting.

8/12/2005 11:35:00 AM  
Blogger SeizeTheNite said...

Today, I'll step off the sidewalk.
I'll also use the word neo � conunism at least twice.

But, I do think Doug should paint his toenails...

8/12/2005 01:44:00 PM  
Blogger Coyote Mike said...

I would like to remind everyone of the dangers of walking while looking at your toes. Trees, buildings, large dogs, and other toe watchers all become hazards as you can't see them coming.

8/12/2005 02:15:00 PM  
Blogger Dirty Lense said...

No worries, I don't believe in dictionaries.

8/12/2005 09:10:00 PM  
Blogger Graham said...

That was beautiful. Learning to live with yourself is a rocky road. I find it hard. The consequences of our actions and choices live on and define us. Somehow we have to reflect that we did our best.

Love the post :).

8/12/2005 10:17:00 PM  
Blogger zydeco fish said...

I hate the end of summer :-(

8/12/2005 11:28:00 PM  
Blogger Theresa Z said...

Ah, Zukav and his mothership of genius, he is right, the universe doesn't judge a thing, we do, that's why my toes are painted a sparkly pink. ;)

8/12/2005 11:49:00 PM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

mojo: Chillax? Does that mean you are chilling out while playing or watching lacrosse? I grew up with a lot of lacrosse play ing friends and that is what comes to mind. I did the Chillax thing a lot back in the day, sitting back chilling while my friends apparently took great joy in chasing a ball around a field with a stick and periodically smacking someone with it while at any given time being at risk of getting their necks broken; Silly boys, that is why I choose NYU, non of that nonsense there.

Pia: Thanks, send me some of those almost words will ya.
I also agree going with the universe appears t be a better bet.

MJ: practice by painting your toes.

Weirdso: as it should be I suppose.

John: ah no wicked witch land; I have not forgotten.

Doung: I'll let you judge the spam. You might want o consider painting your toenails for entertainment or amusement, it feels nice to have someone paint your nails�. Sensual.

Seize The Night: I want to hear that conversation, send sidewalk stepping off photos please. Yeah well someone can paint them for him he would enjoy it so.

Coyote: I have yet to have a metaphor kill me but it an alternate universe it may be possible.

Dirty lens: I like your thinking. I was disparaged once by someone who told me suitemate was not a word so I wrote to the dictionary, I think it was WEBSTERS, and some dictionary man writes me back telling me that even though the word was not in the dictionary it did not mean it was not a word. I got quite a kick out of it.

Graham: we are also redefined on a continual basis. That can be exhausting to say the least.

Zydco: There is always autumn. ;)

Teresa: I hope he is right in this case I can't say I agree with all his proclamations; sparkly pink is good I�m at a translucent pink mist at this time.

8/13/2005 12:13:00 AM  
Blogger Doug said...

Just to follow-up on Pia's comment, I have a bachelor's degree from four colleges and universities. One bachelor's degree. And I'm so smart I have a weblog.

8/13/2005 10:25:00 AM  
Blogger Nique Zool said...

If I could go back I would have pursued my dream of being a professional writer with more vigour. I took the easy street and went on (still am doing it) a degree that my heart isn't so much in - but thats business.
ps - the universe may not judge, but there is one quote that comes to mind -
'I will judge myself according oto my own standards - all else is just plain queer'
(Julian Clarey)

8/13/2005 10:45:00 AM  
Blogger Coyote Mike said...

A metaphor will probably not kill you, but you might end up with a bruised coxyxck (no I can't spell the fancy word for tailbone) from getting knocked on your ass by walking into a tree or fellow toegazer.

8/13/2005 11:48:00 AM  
Blogger EsotericWombat said...

Love the quote. I was kinda hoping you'd be responding to comments for your last post. Its not all the time that I actually have clear thoughts to offer up

8/13/2005 01:35:00 PM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

Doug: I hear that one has to be at least a lower level genius to have a decent blog, so having said that even without having gone to four different colleges you would have a kick ass blog.

Zool: I'm all for going for the dream.

Coyote: You have a very valid point there.

Wombat: I was sure you were mistaken as I have tried , at least for the last few months to respond to all comments as prior to that I never even knew it was expected of me. I checked though and you were correct in that I never responded to any comments in the last post; for this I feel guilty. This little blog is sucking my precious time but hey whatever. I'll address all those comments later, like maybe in a minute after I drink three cups of coffee and read the paper or after I watch Face the Nation and paint my toenails a startling sheer sunny coral.

8/14/2005 10:54:00 AM  
Blogger W. S. Cross said...

The temperature is so hot, there's nothing to do but stay cool surfing the sites I like best.

8/14/2005 02:25:00 PM  
Blogger EsotericWombat said...

I didn't mean to guilt you... I was just throwing a little sass your way. I guess I missed by a shade. Anyways, I'd be no one to judge another because I had to wait for a response. Enjoy your coffee, paper, etc.

8/14/2005 04:03:00 PM  

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